Royal Blood

Cyrus

"Cyrus, wake up! Cyrus," I hear. Her sweet voice, she is in my dreams. Mine.

"You're so pretty," I slur, still dazed and sleepy.

"Cyrus, wake up honey," She is dating me in my dream.

"Allayah..."

"Cyrus Redwood, get up before I kick you," I snap my eyes open, she is in my room, my fucking room. Shit, I hope she didn't hear anything.

"Bitch, you are supposed to drop me off today and you are sleeping. GET UP!" I swear to God she gets deadly when she doesn't get what she wants. I nervously rub the back of my neck.

"H-Hi Allayah," I say, trying to sway her mood which I fail completely at.

"Go get changed, I'll be outside AND DO NOT FALL ASLEEP AGAIN." She says as she grabs my shirt collar then releases so hard that I fall back down. She is cute when she tries to threaten me, I didn't even hear what she said, her face was so close to mine. I promise you, my love one day you'll be mine and mine only.

I change my clothes and make my hair. I sigh as I think about her, I have to drop her to some stupid picnic with her friend Trish something. Why can't she just spend time with me instead. First her classes, then her friend and then that bitch Aaron. Like why, Allayah, why can't you spend time with me. But enjoy your freedom while you have can, once I get you, you will only be spending time with me.

I finally release the comb that was in my hands, my knuckles have turned white due to the pressure. With a final look in the mirror, I walk out. 

Allayah, in the living room looks absolutely beautiful. Her black off the shoulder top and baggy jeans accentuates her figure so well. Perfectly showing it off.

"Shall we go, my lady," I say with a joking tone, she looks at me amused and hooks her arm through mine.

"We shall, good sir," Her laugh is the most precious sound in the world for me. I love her way too much.

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"Call me before you go, okay. I'll come pick you up."

"I am not a child, citrus," She looks at me with a done face, she is so adorable.

"You are," I say as she dramatically putting her hand on her chest as if silently telling 'how could you say that to me'. See, she is a child, pouts and leaves. I hope our children will be as cute as her. For that I need to work, *sighs* work and more work, Cyrus.

My phone beeps, a notification from Allayah.

Allayah: Come at 7 and I am not a child. *Done face emoji*

Cyrus: You are, and okay, I will come at seven

Allayah: *middle finger emoji" bye.

Cyrus: *rolls eyes emoji* bye, child

A chuckle escapes my mouth at her childishness, how someone be so feisty and lovable at the same time. I got three hours to time pass. Time to do work, I call someone, I know Aaron is hiding something. He pretends to be the perfect golden boy, but I know he is not. So, I told this someone to find information and voila they found it. The King of the undead died long ago and now the Queen rules, interesting. We do have something in common.